(this message was composed on Mon, Feb 9, 2004)
Dear FutureMe,
This is your 21st birthday...I hope you are doing something fun; have had a piece of writing published somewhere; have some close friends you can touch; are at college; are happy and healthy and confident; and have started something that will change the world.
Love, me at 19.
posted by Sora at 5:15 PM
Into this wild abyss
The womb of nature and perhaps her grave
Of neither sea nor shore nor air nor fire
But all these in their pregnant causes mixed
Confusedly, and which thus must ever fight
Unless the almighty maker them ordain
His dark materials to create more worlds,
Into this wild abyss the wary fiend
Stood on the brink of hell and looked awhile,
Pondering his voyage...
--John Milton, Paradise Lost, Book One
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100 Strokes of the Brush Before Bed
1 Comments:
yes...and some:)
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